She approached me Tiptoeing from across the room, Although no one was asleep around us to wake; I watched her lower lip bleed From biting too much, As she deciphers the DNA codes on her hair With her fingertips, Stroking the life out of it Up and down- And up and down again. She said don’t get me wrong But I found myself; I found myself lurking underneath the light of your words Bending with your o’s and standing straight with your I’s, Because I Got lost; I got lost in the stories you wrote About the girls who broke And they felt just like me- Dazed By the love poems you cried down for her, And I wondered how beautiful she must be. I got flustered In the blank spaces That you chose not to write in, And it felt like I should cut parts of myself And add them in the vacancies But I just don’t know what to add. For every time I rest my soul On the tip of a pen I feel like I’ve said too much, And every time I scratch my words Throw away my being Behind Unread books and dusty light stands I believe I haven’t said enough For I could give more, Be more, If only I could start over, And you You seem to know me more than I know myself; You have built bridges Out of my paper shreds, Tunnels out of my unexpressed thoughts- You have created your haven inside my brains And settled down in my heart. You’ve managed to make me chew your words Like breakfast Was a poetic meal to be served At all times of the day; You’re an image, I re-create you in my mind Before I sleep After asleep And even during I sleep- The thoughts of you never quit my head Like a gamer would never quit A game of Warcraft In the midst of hunting season” She took off her glasses, And I could see the marks of them Being there for too long. She closes her eyes As if she was about to take a leap of faith, But instead she leaped two steps into my arms And that was when I got to ask her What her name was. And that was when I realized It didn’t even matter.